"Ahhhhh!" Harry screamed as he sat up in bed.
He had just had the worst nightmare ever!
"What's wrong, Harry? Is it Voldemort?" Ron asked in a rush, reaching for his wand and getting tangled in his sheets at the same time. He fell onto the floor with a thud.
"No, it's worse." Harry said, still breathing heavily.
"What?" Seamus asked in concern.
"What could be worse than You-Know-Who?" Neville asked in a hushed voice.
Harry just shook his head and rushed out of the dorm.
It was lucky that there was a silencing charm on his dorm due to his nightmares, otherwise he would have woken up the whole of Gryffindor.
"Harry, what's wrong? You look really pale. Is it your scar?" Hermione's voice asked from the other end of the common room.
Harry jumped at the sound of her voice and backed away. "Stay away from me!" he yelled. "And keep the elephants away too!"
"Harry, what are you talking about? What elephants?" Hermione asked, but it was too late. Harry had already run out of the common room. "That was odd." she said to herself.
"Come on, we have to find Harry. He's probably planning to ride an elephant to the moon to rescue the boogeyman! We have to help him!" with that he rushed out the door after Harry.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "I swear that Ron gets weirder by the minute!" she muttered to herself before following them at a calmer pace.
"Harry, please tell me what you were talking about before. What do elephants have to do with anything?"
"You mean that you're not going to set them on me?" Harry asked in confusion.
"I thought we were going to the moon!" Ron said with a disappointed look on his face. "I wanted to see if it really does taste like pudding." He sad down to sulk with a pout on his face.
"The moon tastes like cheese, Ron." Hermione said, starting to get frustrated with him.
"That's not fair! Why did you get to go to the moon! I want to go!" Ron ran off in the wrong direction and hit a wall face first, turned around and stormed towards the kitchen.
"I don't get him." Harry said, watching him go.
Hermione snorted. "Now will you please tell me why you think I would set elephants on you?"
"I just had a nightmare that you were riding an elephant and it was flying above me. But it was pink! A pink elephant!" he exclaimed in horror. "Then you told it to stand on me. You told a pink elephant to stand on me!"
Hermione couldn't hold it in any longer. She burst out into laughter. "A pink elephant…standing…flying…p – pink! Pink elephant! That's just too funny."
"It was not funny! It was horrible. Pink elephants are evil! Die, die, die!" Harry said, narrowing his eyes and looking evil.
"I'm sorry Harry, but it is funny." She said giggling again.
He gave her the evil eye as they walked to Transfiguration.
At the end of Transfiguration Professor McGonagall asked Harry and Hermione to take the cages of ducks they had been using today back to her office. Some of them were normal, but most of them seemed to have suffered some odd changes, such as extra legs and wings, loss of eyes and the one that Neville had been using had been reduced to the size of a mouse.
Harry glared at the duck he had been transfiguring as the now purple bird flew backwards in circles in the cage he was levitating.
Harry and Hermione quickly put the cages down on the floor in McGonagall's office and went to leave, when Harry saw something that made him scream "PINK!" and run out of the office.
Hermione turned around and saw a hand towel draped across the back of a chair. It was pink and it had a cartoon picture of an elephant that was enchanted to fly.
AN: This was written as a birthday present for a friend. You know who you are! Don't worry, the pink elephants aren't real. At least I hope not!
